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Showing posts with label Diwali. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diwali. Show all posts

Tuesday, 25 October 2011

Warning: Fragile! Handle with Care!!

Diwali is all about materialism- the wealth being spent, exchanged and acquired. And I firmly believe that even if some people choose to say it has become more commercial with every passing year, there is no fun without gifts. Exchange of gifts is essential to Diwali, as is the exchange of good wishes. Traditionally, this exchange mainly meant exchange of sweets but as people have become more aware and more diabetic and as the sweet makers have started resorting to sourcing chemical laden artificial milk and it’s by products for making of these sweets, every Diwali sees 'new' gift ideas.

As we get ready to light up the world tomorrow and exchange gifts, I am wondering if there really was a need to spend all that money on the gifts this year. I mean, I do have last year's and the year before’s unopened gifts, literally; and being Indians, we take pride in the fact that long before the West even discovered the need for it, we were recycling everything- from clothes to newspapers to gift wrapping papers to gifts themselves! So, what stopped me from being the true Indian now?
Well, the appropriateness. The unopened ones are still unopened (I mean, they were opened from a side and seen but not opened fully!) because they are either totally inappropriate for Diwali, or are in too old boxes ( I suspect, having been recycled a lot more times, and are probably unwanted!), or too bad to be even given away.
What is it with people? Some perfectly normal people with seemingly (going by their adorned houses) perfect taste in things seem to get so stingy while buying gifts for others that it affects their choice, and to some extent their reputation. As a receiver of some of such gifts, I sincerely feel they should refrain from gifting anything at all. That would really be better than gifting something so utterly out of place that I can do nothing but let it occupy space and dust in my storage space!

I am all for recycling of unwanted gifts- it saves time, money and space in every house- but there has to be some common sense attached to the process. You should not give what you consider a total invasion of space in your home to someone else just for the sake of seeing that good-for-nothing 'gift' finally gone from your house. Do not, please do not, give new-born baby stuff to a household which does not have a new born baby! Do not give expired gift vouchers- they might look good and so useful but you can for sure say goodbye to your next party invitation! Also, please refrain from giving recently expired or just- about- to-expire chocolate boxes- literally bad taste!!! In fact, regular supermarket chocolates should altogether be avoided (unless they really are the last resort!). I think they scream- ‘I was too late! I had no patience to choose something better! You are not on my priority list- so even though I got your invitation weeks ago, I had no time!’ Also, if you know a person closely enough to know that he/she is diabetic, please do not gift sweets.

The point is festivals are fun with gifts and meeting and eating and greeting. Even if you have to spend a little time in thinking and choosing, take heart in the fact that you do this just once a year- so you might as well do it nicely, or do not do it at all! Take a small plant instead, a small card, even an open and honest apology that you could not find anything appropriate. It would certainly be better than a bad gift, though if you make a habit of turning up at people's parties and lunches and dinners with just apologies, you will have to cook your own very soon (unless you are lucky enough to have friends who just want you to be a part of their happiness and specifically want no gifts!)
And for those who believe in ‘recycle and reuse’- please do remember to remove the original gifter's name card from inside the gift wrapping!
Happy Gifting! The season had just started!!!

Friday, 14 October 2011

Celebrating Festivals-From the memory bank, to the memory bank

It is that time of the year again...when we clean our homes, spend more money on filling it up again, give up our fitness regimes and just live it up (read as: eat anything and everything...)!!! With Diwali just round the corner, the memories of festivals celebrated in India are flooding me.
The government is tolerant and we are allowed to celebrate our festivals here but unlike India, there are no holidays for the same. While adults can still take off from their work, the kids do not really have that option...so this Diwali, which is falling on a week day, will only have the muted puja and sweets ceremony and we can only have fun on the weekend.
I can only remember our own Dusshera holidays followed by three straight days off on Diwali...the weather would be changing, the festivity already in the air, the peanuts being roasted and for sure their shells decorating every cinema hall and Ram Lila pandal, warm woollens being taken out of their trunks and cupboards for airing and some sunlight; smelling of moth balls even days after....it was a beautiful time of the year.
We were crazy about Ram Lila, the enactment of Lord Ram's life until he comes back home with Sita ji, after 14 years in the woods, and all that happens in between. It was the same story that we had heard since we were born, but still, the Ram Lila was a kind of a theatre...different groups performing it at different locations, and each one with its own reputation.; only there were no female actors. Every day, we would try to go to different Ram Lila to see and judge which one was the best...and sometimes, we had our very own Ram Lila too- the children of the neighbourhood would decide to do one for the neighbourhood families.

Dusshera would be celebrated at home (now referred to as my mom's home), perched at the top floor looking at the crowds below- primarily men, women and children from nearby villages and the local labour; and at the huge effigy of Raavan in the sports stadium a few blocks away. We would all first watch all the jhaankis of various Ram Lila committees and the brightly dressed women with their fluorescent ribbons and at least 10 cms long orange coloured vermillion in their head parting. The balloon man, the chaat vendor, the spicy cucumber and radish vendor, the pakore wala, the jalebi wala- they all lined the stadium and the roads leading to it, making the most of the sea of humans coming to see the burning of the evil.
After the effigy was burnt with great noise and gaiety, and everyone started going back home, we looked forward to the coming home of our very own Ram ji, to take his blessings. We also believed that if you could bring a half burnt wooden piece from the effigy of Raavan, no thieves would ever pay you a visit.
Our ecofriendly Raavan effigy this year, made from a juice carton and old printouts

Now, we make our own effigy, do our own dahan (the burning) (this year, we spent the whole matchbox trying to do this as the wind was too strong in the evening)! and clean up th mess too afterwards...and my children have no idea about Ram Lila. But one of the most beautiful memories of my Dusshera away from home is of watching a big group of Bengalis on Durga Pujo at Puranmal restaurant...they were coming from the temple and were dressed traditionally - with big round deep red bindis, heavy jewellery, kohled eyes, and fine silk- i was mesmerised. That sight  made me too want to dress up for the occassion...and wish i was home, celebrating the most looked forward to festivals.

The 'dahan' in 2007- ignore the date printed in the picture- we didn't realise it had to be fixed!

 Diwali has always been more about shopping for gifts and new clothes and sweets and decorations and in India, fire crackers too. There would be a special pooja, to coax the goddess of wealth, Lakshmi, to grace our home, followed by firecrackers well past our bed time. The next morning would be spent cleaning up the wax from the candles and removing the diyas to be relit that evening...
 Now, we try to create the same memories for our kids, engaging in everything other than firecrackers (they are illegal here, and if you do find them at someone's party, you are breaking the law by lighting them!!!!). It is time to create some new memories (yippee!!!!) We are just 10 days away from the rangoli, the lights, new diyas, material for pooja, sweets, savouries for guests, gifts, new clothes (the only time of the year when kids willingly wear the traditional clothes!), meeting and greeting...and something to buy on Dhanteras!

Happy Festive Season and Happy  Memories everyone!!!